I Really Am Not The Lord of Demon-Chapter 579 - The Other ‘Me’

“What a disgrace!”

“The young girl who inherited my legacy!”

“How can you forget the principle that all things are swords?”

As he heard the voice, a sharp sword light cut through the silence deep in the core of the earth!

Following that, countless swords stabbed from all directions.

They stabbed at the tree shadows on the peak of the mountain!

All of a sudden, the Divine Mountain started to shake.

The demonic tree on the mountain peak let out a sharp howl.

Countless lines stretched out from the mountain peak, turning into terrifying tentacles that attacked the enemy.

In that instant, even time was frozen.

It could even be said that time itself had turned into a sword.

The sword that stabbed towards the demonic tree on the mountain peak!

Xiao Man’s eyes began to hurt because she had witnessed this terrifying battle. Her eyeballs began to be unable to withstand such a terrifying pressure.

She wanted to close her eyes.

However, she discovered that this was an impossible thing to do.

Because at this moment, even time had already become an offensive method.

Or rather…

The battle between the demonic tree at the peak of the mountain and the person who attacked wasn’t just happening at this moment.

It was also happening in the past and the future at the same time.

This was a battle between a true great divine arts practitioner!

Not only was it necessary to kill the enemy’s present, but it was also necessary to erase his past and cut off his future!

Exterminate!

This was truly exterminating!

“It’s a pity…” Xiao man sighed in her heart. “I can’t see the terrifying battle that happened in the past and the future!”

“Otherwise…” she thought, “As a swordsman, if I can witness such a brilliant battle, I should be able to rest in peace even after I die!”

At this moment, her sword heart was bright.

However, she finally had an epiphany and understood the Great Dao of the sword.

Everything could be a sword!

Not just the body, organs, blood, hair…

Even time and space..

Could be used as a sword!

It could also kill enemies!

Unfortunately…

“I’m going to die soon!” Xiao Man said regretfully.

Now, this place had become a battlefield, which was terrifying.

Time had become the battlefield of both sides.

What did this mean? Xiao Man was very clear.

But the battle was over.

She and others who had witnessed this scene would inevitably be turned into ashes.

Just as Xiao Man was feeling regretful, something suddenly appeared beside her and pulled her over!

“Bang!”

It seemed to have triggered a restriction.

In short, Xiao Man discovered that time had started flowing again.

However, she appeared in a brand new world.

Above her head was a divine cauldron that was slowly flowing.

Mountains, rivers, sun, and moon… Everything from the past and the future flowed endlessly within the cauldron.

“So it was the divine cauldron that suppressed the world?” Xiao Man came back to her senses. She had also discovered the person who had saved her.

It was that shura.

At this moment, the bone spikes on the shura’s back had all shattered.

Cracks even appeared on its body.

Obviously, this was the price it had to pay to save Xiao Man from that terrifying battlefield!

And this shura seemed to be unharmed despite being heavily injured.

She just looked at Xiao Man quietly.

The divine cauldron above her head emitted a faint light, constantly repairing and nourishing the heavily injured shura.

This divine cauldron..

This divine cauldron was protecting and protecting the shura?!

Xiao Man was shocked. “You are Bao jiang!”

Shura looked at Xiao Man, nodded, and then shook her head.

A struggling color appeared on her beautiful face.

However, Xiao Man had confirmed it!

The shura was Bao Jiang!

The deity who was murdered by the divine son of Torch Dragon, the predecessor of the Devil Bird!

It was said that Bao Jiang was the beloved minister of the Heavenly Emperor.

He guarded a terrifying treasure for the heavenly emperor.

The divine son of Torch Dragon and another mountain god coveted the treasure, so they set up an ambush to kill this deity in the south of Kunlun Mountain.

The Heavenly Emperor was furious when he learned of this, so he personally killed the drum in the east of Mount Zhong and beheaded the Manta Cliff!

Now, it seemed that this ancient mythical grade was probably true!

Asura was Bao Jiang?

Or were the asura formed from the remnants of Bao Jiang’s soul?

What was the heavenly demon?

What was the cause of the catastrophe?

Xiao Man recalled some scenes she had seen before.

She had seen the origin of the birth of the Sky Devils and Shuras.

It was the void outside the world.

After generations of humans and demons died, the seven emotions and six desires in their souls dispersed into the void.

Day after day, year after year.

The void that had no life was finally polluted by these terrifying thoughts of the mortal world.

Hence, it gave birth to life in the void.

It was a deformed life that was formless and formless, yet it thirsted for flesh and blood.

Therefore, the Heavenly Ghosts did not die!

Killing their physical bodies would only send them back to the void.

This point had long been known by people before anything horrible happened.

Only after the catastrophe did people realize the difference between the Sky Devils.

There was a difference between the shuras and heavenly ghosts.

But now…

Xiao Man suddenly discovered that the secret of the birth of the heavenly ghosts and shura that she had seen.

Maybe it wasn’t everything.

Maybe…

Other than the seven emotions and six desires of mortals.

There were other things that gave birth to the heavenly ghosts and shura.

Among them, the murdered heavenly god Bao Jiang was most likely the cause of the shura!

Then what about the heavenly ghosts?

Xiao man remembered the Devil Owl.

The Devil Owl that was suppressed here!

Thus, she suddenly woke up.

That year, the heavenly emperor personally killed two murderers who murdered Baojiang on the manta cliff of Mount Zhong.

The drum turned into a Devil Hawk Bird and was suppressed by the Divine Cauldron!

Then, where did the other murderer go?

Was he the source of the Heavenly Devils?

If that was the case, it could explain why the Asura’s hatred for the Heavenly Devils was so great.

…

Outside the divine cauldron, the battle had reached its climax.

Sword lights flashed across the sky like a violent storm, whistling as they pierced towards the demon tree on the mountaintop.

Each sword was able to cut off one of the demon tree’s tentacles.

In a short while, the entire core of the earth was filled with tentacles.

When these tentacles landed on the ground, they immediately emitted a sizzling smoke and let out terrifying screeches before turning into maggots.

As soon as these maggots appeared, countless sharp blades flew over and turned into flying birds that pecked these maggots to death.

However, more tentacles grew out of the demonic tree on the peak of the mountain.

It was as if there was no end to them.

Those countless sword glows seemed to always be there.

There were many situations in which a battle between external gods would last for hundreds or even tens of thousands of years without being able to do anything to the other party.

And to completely destroy or suppress an outer god would require even more time.

Because the outer gods had never been a single entity!

Not only did they have countless incarnations, they existed in countless timelines in the past and future.

Most outer gods were monsters that had countless worlds mixed together and stitched together!

Fighting against the foreign gods was basically equivalent to starting a war with a huge empire that spanned countless galaxies and existed in countless timelines.

Therefore, even if the one captured was only an independent clone of the traitor.

A buried seed.

However, the battle would not end in a short period of time.

Moreover, they still needed to capture him alive!

They needed to find a breakthrough point from him so that they could locate the specific time and space of the High Priest.

This was a huge challenge!

After capturing him, it was almost the same as locating the real coordinates of the curtain of midnight.

…

Beyond the universe, in an unknown dimension that was constantly changing its position, a horrifying giant tree woke up from its deep sleep.

Under the giant tree, countless eyeballs appeared in the sea of flesh and blood.

The sea of flesh and blood was boiling.

It meant that his backup plan had been discovered.

“Xuan Jun?!” At the top of the giant tree, an evil eye was slowly scanning the ground.

The evil eye seemed to have some doubts.

Because Xuan Jun had already fallen.

He had fallen in that terrible battle.

The evil eye remembered it very clearly.

The fall of Xuan Jun caused a huge hole to appear in the real starry sky of all the universes.

But…

What was going on with this mystic lord?

He had no time to think about it because he knew that no matter what was going on with this mystic Lord, his clone had been found.

Therefore, he had to cut off all contact with it immediately.

He had to give up on him immediately, even if this clone was of great importance.

It carried the hope of his future resurrection.

He had to give up, for being found by the mystic Lord meant being located by the silver key.

Once the silver key locked onto him along with the shackles.

Then, in the next second, the God of Formlessness would appear in front of him.

Even the black goat of the forest might make a move.

Thus, the evil eye at the top of the giant tree opened countless sharp mouths.

These sharp mouths called out a scary name, “Great Curtain of the Night, please help me!”

His call was answered.

Ripples began to appear in the space-time of this dimension.

A shadow covered with warts covered this dimension and dropped countless tentacles.

These tentacles stretched out and opened countless sharp mouths, fiercely biting everything around this dimension.

Like a pair of scissors, they cut open the ties with threads.

…

After eating, Ling Ping’an walked upstairs to the balcony.

He looked at the small sapling placed in the corner of the wall.

The little guy was quite good-looking.

Perhaps it would be able to eat its fruit next year.

Suddenly, Ling Ping’an frowned.

“Someone is using my strength?” He could clearly feel that someone was stealing his strength as a monster.

And he was using it outside of an unknown space-time.

It was like a thief sneaking into his bookstore and then openly doing business behind the counter.

Not only did he sell his books, but he also put the money into his pocket.

He could tolerate it, but he couldn’t tolerate it!

The anger in Ling Ping’an’s heart rose.

This was an unforgivable crime!

However…

Very quickly, he realized what had happened?

“Using my strength?”

“My strength as a monster!”

He knew that he wasn’t the only monster in front of him.

It was also that terrifying monster that was slumbering in countless worlds and dimensions.

So, the thief had directly stolen his strength while he was slumbering?

Then the question came…

Who could steal the strength of that monster?

Obviously, it could only be him!

In other words…

“There’s another ‘me’?” Ling Ping’an’s expression instantly became incomparably terrifying.

Although many questions and perplexities were resolved at this moment, a sense of danger and killing intent was boiling in his heart!

The other self must die!